It's all ruined, who cares about the chastity arch

Yan Er heard this and thought it made sense, so she immediately said, "Okay, young lady, I'll prepare it for you right away."

Tan Xinyue walked into the inner room and looked down at her riding clothes, feeling that this outfit was not appropriate.

After all, Sister Yu is now a princess high above everyone else with an extraordinary noble status.

So she walked to the closet and picked out a blue long-sleeved dress that she rarely wore on weekdays.

This dress was specially made for her by her mother when she came of age. Although it was extremely gorgeous, she had never had the opportunity to show it off.

How can we be careless about such an important matter as meeting the princess?

This dress can almost be regarded as her most solemn outfit.

After changing into new clothes, Tan Xinyue mounted her horse and galloped towards the Su Mansion, her heart full of expectations for the unknown and commitment to her promise.

Riding a horse in a long skirt was an unprecedented and new experience for her, but it also added some inconvenience. Every sway on the horse's back made the delicate hem of the skirt messy in the wind, as if telling of her uneasiness.

When they arrived at the towering red gate of the Su Mansion, Tan Xinyue was still busy adjusting the hem of her skirt that occasionally brushed against the saddle, trying to maintain her aristocratic elegance in this unexpected challenge.

At this time, a light figure walked forward quickly. It was Yun Yi, the gentle and lovely maid in the Su Mansion.

"Fifth Miss, this way please."

Her words were filled with just the right amount of respect and intimacy, like a warm spring breeze that swept away the dust that covered Tan Xinyue's body.

Tan Xinyue gently pulled the slightly wrinkled collar on her chest and gave a gentle smile in return, her eyes full of recognition and gratitude towards Yun Yi: "Thank you very much, Sister Yun Yi."

Yun Yi's heart was full of preference for the fifth young lady of the Tan family. Compared with those high-ranking noble ladies, Tan Xinyue was not only not arrogant or aloof, but was always able to notice the subtleties of the servants, showing a rare delicacy and thoughtfulness.

She especially remembered the scene when they first met. When she was accidentally injured and kept silent about it, it was Tan Xinyue who keenly noticed the subtle wound on her wrist among the servants. Not only did she ask about it with concern, she also bandaged it carefully for her personally. Those hands, without any disgust, warmed her heart.

What moved Yunyi even more was that Miss Fifth always treated people with respect and equality in every conversation, and never used her status to oppress others. Her natural kindness made her admire her from the bottom of her heart.

The two of them talked as they walked, and the topic inadvertently turned to trivial matters in the mansion.

Tan Xinyue suddenly remembered: "Is Nanny Cheng, whom my mother sent last time, still in the mansion now?"

Yun Yi heard this and smiled helplessly: "That nanny doesn't seem to be very good at serving, and has been placed in Ziyan Pavilion by the young lady."

"Zi Yan Pavilion?"

Tan Xinyue had an intriguing smile on her face. "That is really a 'good' place. Your Highness's methods of punishing people are quite unique."

Mentioning Madam Zheng’s situation in Zi Yan Pavilion, one can’t help but shake his head and sigh.

Not only are the conditions there difficult, but a hilarious scene also occurred recently - a grumpy old lady used foot washing water as a weapon and gave her an unexpected "baptism".

Mrs. Zheng, who already looked hunched due to her old age and frail health, looked even more miserable at this moment, with the vicissitudes of life and resentment written all over her face.

Yun Yi quietly echoed the Fifth Miss's laughter, secretly trying to figure out the indignation and helplessness behind the young lady's action.

Just as the two of them were crossing a bluestone path and were about to step into a quiet bamboo forest, Tan Xinyue's footsteps came to an abrupt halt. She stood still like a sculpture, her eyes deep, as if she had caught some subtle fluctuations.

Yun Yi looked at Tan Xinyue who had suddenly become silent in confusion and asked in a low voice.

Tan Xinyue quietly put her index finger in front of her lips, signaling her to be quiet.

This sudden alert made Yun Yi nervous involuntarily. He quickly understood what the Fifth Miss meant, pursed his lips, and waited for the next instruction.

In the bamboo forest, everything is silent, only the breeze embraces the bamboo leaves, making rustling whispers.

These precious imperial concubine bamboos were carefully transplanted by Mr. Su. After years of careful care, they finally grew luxuriantly on this land, with overlapping branches and leaves and lush greenery, forming a unique landscape.

A moment later, a withered yellow bamboo leaf slowly fell from the sky, breaking the moment of tranquility.

Tan Xinyue placed her fingers lightly on the long sword at her waist and walked steadily towards the depths of the bamboo forest. When she raised her head again, she saw a dark figure appearing and disappearing in the mottled light and shadow, like a phantom in the night, moving flexibly among the bamboo poles.

Yun Yi was horrified when he saw this scene and hurriedly covered his mouth in shock.

Tan Xinyue was calm and composed, and said firmly: "Go and tell Siqi to protect the prince's safety."

Yun Yi nodded hurriedly, turned around, and ran quickly towards the courtyard of the mansion.

At the same time, Tan Xinyue, holding a long sword in her hand, took advantage of the gaps between the bamboo poles, stretched her body, and leaped up as lightly as if she were walking on water, chasing after the hidden figure.

She was dressed in a light blue dress, which not only retained the feminine gentleness and softness of a woman, but also revealed the firmness and heroism of a warrior. The two were skillfully combined in her, forming a presence that was difficult to ignore.

The man in black seemed not to have expected such an agile opponent until Tan Xinyue appeared silently in front of him, and then he suddenly realized the approaching danger.

Tan Xinyue closed the distance at an astonishing speed, blocking his retreat in an instant. The long sword drew an elegant blue arc in the air, and the tip of the sword was pointing directly at the forehead of the man in black.

"who?"

Tan Xinyue's voice was calm and majestic, penetrating the tranquility of the bamboo forest and making the air seem to tremble.

The man in black looked surprised at first, but then was immediately replaced by sneer. Obviously, he did not take this seemingly delicate woman seriously.

However, when he was approaching with a scimitar in hand, ready to teach this "ignorant" little girl a lesson, he was surprised to find that Tan Xinyue was very agile and easily snatched his weapon. With a flash of sword, she struck him directly in the vitals.

The tip of the sword flashed with a cold light, revealing a heart-pounding power. The man in black was forced to retreat again and again, his face changed slightly, and he realized that his opponent was far from as simple as he seemed.

Just as he was trying to find an opportunity to escape, Tan Xinyue followed him closely like a shadow, not giving him any chance to breathe.

"stop!"

The man in black forced himself to smile on the surface, but inwardly he was anxious to escape from the predicament.

He didn't expect that the fifth young lady of the Tan family had strength that could not be underestimated.

Before he could think about it, Tan Xinyue kicked him in the back accurately. At the same time, with amazing courage and determination, she bypassed the blade and snatched the scimitar away, causing panic to appear on the face of the man in black for the first time.

This series of actions made him realize that his weapon was easily taken away by a seemingly delicate woman. He felt shocked and humiliated.